As I see it, a green salad is an open invitation to carrots, onions, mushrooms, tomatoes, and the sprouts that grow in jars on my kitchen counter.
I personally won’t have anything live in my house that can’t move the car on street-sweeping day or grate carrots. Plus, I don’t mind being talked to harshly. I want to be challenged by something more complex than a Wheaton terrier.
I juice beetroots, carrots, celery, pineapples, or anything in my fridge that’s left over. I just chuck it all in – it’s very good for cleansing your system.
Be sure to buy organic versions of the ‘dirty dozen:’ the fruits and vegetables that, when grown conventionally, are loaded with pesticides and chemicals: Grapes, apples, lettuce, bell peppers, carrots, nectarines, peaches, strawberries, pears, kale, and celery.
I slice up a ton of cucumbers, celery, carrots and red and yellow peppers. Keep them in your fridge so you always have something handy to curb your snack attack.
While Congress can’t overturn the Supreme Court, we can provide carrots and sticks to prevent local governments from unfairly taking property from landowners.
I’m a human garbage can, but I don’t like veggies unless they have Velveeta cheese on top. And forget crunchy broccoli and carrots. I like ’em soggy, soft and wilted. The nutrients have probably gone away, but that’s the only way I can eat them.
I’m all over the place with muffins. Carrots are great. Banana, chocolate chip, they rock, too.
My Mexican specialty is chilaquiles. I make tortillas from scratch, then add garlic, onions, eggs, chopped-up carrots and peppers, Jack cheese, and salsa.
To tell the truth I cannot call my childhood bad. In your childhood you can’t compare things: one eats carrots, one eats candy, both taste good. As a child you cannot tell the difference.
In the morning, I’m juicing two apples, two carrots, two celery, two beets, two ginger. I’m drinking that every morning to try to keep the cancer away.
I go for crunchy things – I like green beans, broccoli, asparagus, celery and carrots. I’m not a fruit eater, though.
To tell the truth I cannot call my childhood bad. In your childhood you can’t compare things: one eats carrots, one eats candy, both taste good. As a child you cannot tell the difference.
In the morning, I’m juicing two apples, two carrots, two celery, two beets, two ginger. I’m drinking that every morning to try to keep the cancer away.
I go for crunchy things – I like green beans, broccoli, asparagus, celery and carrots. I’m not a fruit eater, though.
Yes, I’m obsessed with health, which has been an interesting journey. I went down the raw-food diet route, but got ill. It was really hard, especially in Britain in winter, trying to survive on raw carrots. I became so ill and anemic, so I stopped that and became a vitamin junkie. I just ate lots of vegetables, exercised and breathed.
I eat vegetarian a lot. I buy only fresh ingredients and cook from scratch – that way, when I feel like snacking and look in my fridge, it’s: ‘Oh, baby carrots or chocolate soy pudding. Take your pick.’
For me, it’s the unexpected and surprising combinations of produce that are the most exciting and lure me into the kitchen for a little bit of experimenting. Apples and sweet potatoes together? Who knew? Carrots with grapes? Okay. I may not be Julia Child, but I can do pretty well with a simple recipe and a lot of enthusiasm.
My dinners at home are startlingly simple. Every night, I stop at the market near my hotel and pick up a steak, lamb chops or some liver, which I broil in the electric oven in my room. I usually eat four or five raw carrots with my meat, and that is all. I must be part rabbit; I never get bored with raw carrots.
Since the advent of the Internet – more recently compounded by blogging – everyone can be a published voice. Any cowardly, anonymous anger-monger can have an audience of thousands. That doesn’t make them a journalist any more than my throwing an onion and a few carrots into a pot of boiling water makes me Julia Child.
In week one of the ‘X Factor,’ just to be a little bit quirky, I decided to say that I like girls who eat carrots. Ever since I’ve had lots and lots and lots of carrots.
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